So, how many of you remember this song? We sang it in Jr. High… mid 60’s.“I know a green cathedral, a shadowed forest shrine, Where leaves above join hands in love, and arch your prayer with mine. Within it’s cool depths sacred, a priestly cedar sighs, And the fir and pine lift hands divine into the pure blue skies. In my dear green cathedral, there is a flowered seat, And choir loft in branched croft, where songs of bird hymn sweet. And I like to dream at evening, when the stars its arches light, That my Lord and God treads its hallowed sod in the cool, calm peace of night.”
I loved this song back then… and I can’t help but sing it now, as the woods around us grows green and thick.
One important item on our list as we went house-hunting last summer, was to find a pretty forest. I think we can check that box off, don’t you?
Exodus 3:5 Take off your sandals, for you are standing on Holy ground.
Truly, a green Cathedral. My favorite ‘house’ of Worship.
And a few of the wildflowers this week.
As I sit out here on the deck…the clouds from today’s storm are leaving us with a beautiful sunset… three deer are walking down the driveway…the loons are calling down on the lake… the hermit thrush is singing his most wonderful ‘good-night’…….. and my sandals are off.